Alex Hale

Alone

the fear of being alone is sometimes so great,
that it grows and turns into ugly hate.
i don't want to be alone
anymore,
just laying around think 'what on earth for? '.
i want someone to take my hand,
put their hand on my heart and take me to a distant land.
i want a pair of lips to softly kiss me,
and to always be,
with only me.
i want a warm enbrase,
and a soft and kind face.
but all of that seems so far away,
so i guess i'll stay alone for one more lonely day...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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